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Mizuki's POV
'7 Minutes in Heaven? Oddly specific...' I thought to myself as I set my phone back down, screen down to focus on my notes. "Mina said to bring something small enough to put in a hat because we're going to play 7 minutes in heaven I guess." I said while looking over my writing, brushing my sock covered foot slowly up Iida's leg. The mechanical parts of his calves were cold even though my sock I could feel it. Iida tensed momentarily, his grip on his pen tightening for a moment as he cleared his throat. 'Is he getting sick? I should make him some honey lemon tea.' "That is most inappropriate, it's a good thing I am attending to make sure no funny business happens less we get in trouble with the school." He spoke, though he had a stern tone it sent shivers up my spine. It was commanding, strict, and deep with authority. I loved it but seeing him lose his composure was even more addictive. "It'd be fun I think. The thrill of being locked in a room with your crush, 7 whole minutes to do anything with eachother, in the dark, close to eachother. Anything could happen~!" I cooed, nudging his hand with mine. Leaning forward I wiggled my eyebrows at him, earning a small laugh in return as he looked away covering his mouth. "That's precisely why I must be there, what if things go too far? There needs to be a responsible person there." He countered once he regained his composure, fingertips brushing mine.
His touch drove me crazy, every time it felt like sparks were flying and made my thoughts drift away from the moment I'm in. To how soft his lips looked, how his hands would feel pulling me close to him, how it would feel to have his lips on my skin, nipping and sucking on my neck leaving behind lovebites, his slinder fingers wrapping around my throat as he pinned me down on the table. How he would lightly squeeze while his fingers grazed against my thighs, forcing my legs open for him, pulling my panties to the side so he could slide his long-
"Mizuki are you alright?" His voice snapped me out of my daydream, my eyes widened as I smiled nervously at him. "Of course! I think I should head back to my room now, I don't want to be too tired in the morning! Thanks for helping me, you're the best." I said as I got up, collecting my stuff quickly. I didn't even think as I kissed his cheek before scurrying to my room so I could relieve the aching sensation from daydreaming about Iida taking me like a common whore.
